Allen's first attempt barely forced Tufman to take a half-step back.
Alas, he fell just short of the mark.
"Little one, you've done quite well,"
Tufman said to Allen in a low voice.
"Since the exam began, you're the first apprentice I've ever taken seriously."
"If you feel you've done your best, how about not trying again and just passing?"
Alan could tell.
Tufman was a kindhearted man.
He could accept Tufman's concession, not try again, and pass directly.
However, the looks from the other examinees...
A warning bell rang in Allen's heart!
Regardless, the fact was that his first attempt had failed.
Everyone saw it.
Tufman's exception to the rules was tantamount to breaking the exam rules.
Could the other candidates, especially those who failed the test, accept this outcome calmly?
Will there be a mass protest?
What impression would PanSen have of him if he found out?
Alan didn't want to put himself in a position that would incite public outrage.
Instantly, he made a decision.
"Thank you for your leniency, Brother."
"But I'd like to try again. Perhaps I can do even better."
"I hope you'll give me this unrealistic opportunity."
"Okay, little one. Go ahead and give it a try!"
Despite his fierce appearance, Taffman actually had a very easygoing temperament.
Even if Alan didn't appreciate his kindness, he wasn't angry.
He still had a cheerful expression.
Alan continued with his previous tactics, pushing forward with both palms, continuing to exert force.
However, this time, he employed "bone-penetrating force"! As soon as they touched hands, Taffman felt the constant surge of power from Allen's palm.
A look of enlightenment immediately crossed his face.
"Oh? Not bad, not bad! So you're one of us!"
Bone-penetrating power was originally created by the sorcerer school affiliated with Panson's martial arts school.
Taffman also activated bone-penetrating power to counteract the dark energy attacking from Allen's palm. He took a step back, stepping onto the edge.
Candidate No. 8, Allen Panthers, passed!
The first round eliminated half of the candidates.
The examiner for the second round was Panson's only daughter, Tanya.
A stunning beauty in men's clothing.
Her hair was cropped short and shaggy.
Her eyes were bright, her teeth white, and her demeanor was heroic.
Sixteen years old, 1.8 meters tall.
If it weren't for her towering breasts, she'd look like a beautiful young man with a slender waist, long legs, and well-proportioned muscles.
Despite her youth, Tanya's strength is truly astonishing!
Her cultivation realm has reached the late 2nd stage!
Even more remarkable is that the warlock bloodline she awakened is not exactly the same as her father Pantheon's.
Pantheon and his disciples mostly awaken the tauren bloodline.
Tanya's is the "Gianthorn Tauren bloodline," a subspecies of the tauren.
A rare subspecies far more powerful than ordinary tauren!
Ordinary tauren don't have any special attributes.
Gianthorn Tauren, born with the "earth attribute," are known as the "darlings of the earth."
Ordinary tauren rely solely on brute force, their spiritual growth being unremarkable.
99% of the tribe will never learn magic.
Giant-horned minotaurs have a high growth rate in both physical and mental attributes, and a high chance of awakening earth magic!
In general, the position of giant-horned minotaurs within the minotaur community is like that of poison demons to ordinary ogres!
Senior Sister Tanya has not only awakened a powerful and rare bloodline.
She also possesses exceptional aptitude!
Hence, her cultivation progress is incredibly rapid!
At only sixteen, she has already reached the late second stage of cultivation.
Among the "violent sorcerer" community, she is known as a prodigy!
Tanya's test focuses on reaction speed.
Candidates wear black belts with slipknots around their waists.
Tanya binds her right arm behind her back, using only her left hand to seize the black belt.
The examination room is located within the courtyard of the martial arts hall. Inside the courtyard, candidates were free to run and dodge freely.
Each candidate had three attempts.
Each attempt was limited to one minute.
If Tanya didn't take away their black belt within one minute, they would pass.
Alan could use his "Phantom Step" to teleport a hundred meters, easily passing the test!
But as an apprentice, using a Level 2 martial art would surely cause a sensation and attract widespread attention.
For a small figure like himself with no connections.
Suddenly revealing a formidable talent was like a child carrying gold in a busy market; their future destiny would be beyond their control.
Alan shook his head secretly.
He simply hoped to pass the test quietly.
He didn't want to be in the spotlight.
Unless absolutely necessary, he didn't want to publicly use his "Phantom Step."
This time, Alan's luck wasn't on his side.
The second candidate was drawn.
The first man to take the test didn't give him much time to observe.
He'd only taken a few steps when Tanya easily caught up.
With a flick of her wrist, she ripped the black belt from his waist.
The candidate remained unconvinced.
He tried twice more.
The results were the same.
He didn't even last a minute across all three attempts.
He was eliminated cleanly.
The second level was significantly more challenging than the first.
Next, it was Alan's turn.
Before the test began, he could hide anywhere in the courtyard.
Senior Sister Tanya stood in the center of the courtyard.
It wasn't until the assistant instructor blew the whistle, starting the timer.
Only then did she begin to pursue Alan.
The examination room was flat, with no obstacles to exploit.
Alan ran to the courtyard wall.
This was the farthest straight-line distance from his senior sister.
A whistle blew.
Tanya exerted a slight force on her feet, and like a human cannonball, she rushed forward with a roar!
At her starting speed, her Agility attribute couldn't be less than 18 points!
In Alan's previous life, she could easily have won the Olympic 100-meter championship!
Alan himself had an Agility attribute of 17 points.
In terms of speed alone, he wasn't much behind Tanya.
However, simply running fast wasn't enough.
This level wasn't just a test of straight-line sprinting.
Alan also had to dodge his senior sister's pursuit and interception.
Instantaneous changes of direction.
Sudden stops and starts.
This involved a question of explosive power.
Explosive power is the result of both physique and agility.
Alan's physical attributes were far inferior to Tanya's.
Therefore, the combined impact on explosive power was significant.
After barely holding on for half a minute, Alan was cornered.
A mischievous smile graced Tanya's pretty face.
She extended her left palm and grabbed Alan, who was huddled in the corner.
Like an eagle catching a chick.
Alan looked terrified.
But it was fake.
Just as her senior sister reached out to grab the black belt around his waist, Alan suddenly executed his hound stance!
Swoosh!
In a flash!
Alan ducked and slipped under Tanya's armpit.
Without even looking back, he broke into a run!
Before Tanya turns around, run as far as you can!
But after only two steps, Alan stopped.
He turned around with a wry smile on his face.
Tanya stood across from him, holding a black belt.
There was nothing he could do.
Alan had only been practicing "Hound Step" for a year at most.
Tanya, on the other hand, had been practicing it since she learned to walk.
Same movement.
Alan couldn't match her in either skill or experience.
The moment he executed Hound Step, Tanya had sensed it and immediately employed the same movement!
As soon as Alan escaped the corner, Tanya had already ripped the black belt from his waist.